"Jenson!"

Whitney's lioness roar could be heard throughout the student dormitory.

"Come out, you evil b*stard."

Jenson was sitting quietly by the bay window of the standard dormitory room. Placed in front of him was a wooden easel with a newly painted portrait on it.

Jenson stared at the gentle and beautiful woman in the portrait with misty eyes.

Whitney broke in, placed her hands on her hips, and stomped over to Jenson. "You've done a really terrible thing, you little b*stard."

Jenson raised his eyelids to look at her. In the ray of the sun, Whitney noticed how abnormally bright his beautiful and charming eyes looked.

"Are you crying, Jens?" Whitney asked nervously.

In her memory, this little boy was always so stubborn and unyielding. From the day he enrolled in the academy, he had never shown weakness regardless of the difficulties he encountered. Whitney shifted her gaze to the portrait, and when she saw the gentle, beautiful woman in the portrait,

Whitney was so surprised that she stared at it in a daze.

"She's so beautiful. Who is she, Jens?"

"Mommy," Jenson replied.

Whitney froze...

came

omitted the grammatical modifier and introduced his mommy like that, she

fantasies, she was so shy that her ears started to turn

looked speechlessly at her, the sadness in his eyes diminishing

are you doing

finally remembered that she was here to settle accounts with this

already signed up for the etiquette class,

her with a

he meant it or if he was faking

in etiquette class, the instructor said that I can only leave

it really hard

it,"

30. Your kids would

Jenson,

was furious. "So why did you trick me into

you trick me

turned

"Sob, sob, sob..."

his voice sounded a little hoarse,

use of saying sorry

back to my

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